The first few experiences of being naked outdoors was when I was 11 or 12.
I used to live out in rural Somerset, as my father had taken a job on a farm which was miles from anywhere. At this moment I should point out that when I was a small child, every time I went to the bathroom I used to lock the door and strip naked every time for some strange reason..
Well from that as I got older and more aware of my body, whenever I was alone in the house I would strip naked in either the bathroom or bedroom and dress quickly whenever I heard family member get home.
When we moved out into the sticks so to speak I used to go walking on my own. On one hot spring morning I was out exploring the local farmland and there was a small woods I used to walk in, I was exploring an overgrown and unused path when I happened upon a very secluded and unused grassy glade. Now I hadn't been there long when my mind started thinking where I should go or what I should do next. Then the thought of being naked outdoors came to mind, so I put my bag down and took my rain coat and a towel out of my bag and spread them on the ground.. I should mention at this point that I always used to and still do carry a small back pack with me containing a towel and a coat among other things.
Now where was I.. Oh yes I had just put my coat and towel on the ground, and then I stripped naked as I striped I rolled my clothes up and put them in the bag.
I then laid myself down and enjoyed the gentle breeze and warm spring sunshine on my now naked self.. I laid there for a good few hours enjoying the feel of the breeze as it caressed my skin, as well as the excitement of being outdoors naked..
After this I often went to my secret glade and enjoyed being naked outdoors in nature,even when we moved to a different area I always found somewhere secluded where I could be naked outdoors.
Even to this day I love being naked both indoors and out, I often visit my local nudist beach but have yet to get the courage up to talk to others there ..
But now I have shared these memories on here perhaps I'll pluck up the courage and talk with others down the beach in the summer..
I have to say, it is not by any means identical but your account is so much in the spirit of my history.
Like the day i was in a somewhat marshy area. Walking along, I came to a place where someone had made - God knows why - about a 20 foot circle of open space in a field full of reeds. Totally spontaneous, clothes off and lying down gazing at e blue sky and feeling the breeze.
Grand when it falls together - I always marvel that not everyone does it.
Nice to share in someones first taste of being naked outdoors -my own was something similar about 12 or 13 years old but in an old secluded quarry to feel the sun and air on your body and the damp grass under your barefeet ,i was hooked it just felt so right and many years later ( to many years later lol ) i still feel the same .
As a young kid my father made me live shirtless around the house. He said it would make a man out ofme. He was shirtless as well. All summer I was shirtless inside and utside. In the winter I was shirtless in the house as well. My uncle and cousins lived shirtless as well. I spent many thanksgiving dinners shirtless with my shirtless relatives. When I went to 9rh grade all boys had swimming class nude. I was used to being shirtless and was comfortable swimming nude in school. This led me to find a place where I could be nude outside. There was a wooded field a few blocks from my home. When summer came I would go to that wooded area and strip nude and hid my clothes in the bushes and play a game of seeing how far I could go hiking nude. One time I saw some kids in the field and they got a glimace of me. I ran away from them and they chased me but never caught me. I hid out for some time until I was sure they were gone. It scared me that they might catchme. For a while I would keep my clothes with me when I went to the woods to explore nude but everytime I heard any noice I would start to dress.it was always some false forest noice like an animal or wind noice. After a few weeks this was stupid and went back to leaving my clothes behind as I explored the woods. To this day if I amhiking nude i leave my clothes inthe car.I feel if I cpme across anyone on the trails I go aboutmy hike without hidIng. I don't want anyone to think I am doing somethng wrong because I am nude.